Una Copla Me Ha Cantado
Una copla me ha cantado
La prenda que quiero yo,
Con esa copla a cuchillo
Me ha desangrado la voz.
Pensará que yo no entiendo
Lo que en su copla cantó,
Desde su primera nota
Se me acostó en la razón.
Yo le pedí un vaso de agua,
No niego que me lo dio,
Pero como se da al perro
El resto que le sobró.
Mil veces me ha repetido
La copla como un reloj,
Cuando con una bastaba
Pa silenciarme la voz.
Cuál será, dirán ustedes,
La copla que me cantó;
Es igual que el estampido
Que mata sin son ni ton.
A Copla Has Sung to Me
A copla has sung to me
The love I desire,
With that sharp copla
It has drained my voice.
She might think I don't understand
What she sang in her copla,
From the first note
It laid down in my mind.
I asked her for a glass of water,
I don't deny she gave it to me,
But like one gives to a dog
The rest that was left over.
A thousand times she has repeated
The copla like a clock,
When one was enough
To silence my voice.
What will it be, you will say,
The copla she sang to me;
It's like the gunshot
That kills without rhyme or reason.